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27 Stories That Will Make Your Skin Crawl

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Some people like a good scary story from time to time. These 27 stories most definitely fulfill that scary itch.

1. Not alone

Me and some friends went to an abandoned mental asylum at night not really expecting much. We busted in one of the boarded up windows and when we were inside we all heard talking. We figured other people were there so we followed the sound. We’re walking down the hall and heard what sounded like a woman whispering “Why did you take my baby” over and over again. At this point, I’m visibly shaking and we all believed we found where the sound was coming from. We go in this room and there was a huge cage. It looked like one of those pet carriers but human sized.

I don’t know what the fuck happened that night. I don’t really believe dead people were talking in there but the sheer creepiness of it all was too much.

2. I seeeee you

My cousin and his family (wife and infant son) had lived in their house for about 5 years. His wife left home to drop the baby off at daycare before work but realized she had left her phone at home. Entering the house, she turned the corner to the hallway and nearly ran into the drop-down attic ladder which was fully extended. They never used the attic as it was filled with loose insulation and my cousin had left for work hours earlier.

She quietly left the house, drove around the corner and called the police.

When the police investigated, they found a short-range transmitter connected to several cameras hidden throughout their home. The light fixture in the shower, the ceiling fan above their bed, even a pinhole in the nursery were sending videos to a nearby location.

Their neighbor a few houses away had been given a key by the prior owners and installed surveillance equipment once he knew their schedule. My cousin’s wife walked in on him updating his equipment but he forgot something at his house and left to get it when she walked in.

He had been watching them for years.

3. Above her head

Worked at a women’s clothing mail order catalogue call center. During training, a veteran worker was talking about getting to know the frequent callers and the story of one of them.

So, old lady used to call in often. She was blind but would have someone help her pick out things. The manager of her apartment complex I think. She would order often, and they got to know her by name. Well, eventually, she stopped calling in. So they contacted the number they had for her, which was the apartment manager’s number. Old lady was fine, but had to be moved to a new building because…

Well, the old blind lady, was very meticulous with her cleaning. She cleaned everything often, at old lady level. So the manager had come in to do some maintenance for the first time in many months. Every room in her apartment, above head level, had thick webs and nests of black widow spiders. Hundreds and hundreds.

Can you imagine? An oblivious old lady walking around blind in a house she thinks is spotlessly clean… But there is a soul-freezing nightmare swarming all over the ceiling.

4. Sleeping Beauty

This actually happened to a friend of mine. She used to live in an entirely different town when she was younger and her closet had this strange door in the back of it. Well whether it was imagined just due to her being a child at the time or if it really did happen she started to hear noises coming from behind this door whenever she went to bed. She told me that several times she tried telling her parents that she was hearing these noises, but they never believed her.

So some time goes by and one day her parents get a call from the police because they just arrested a homeless man. This was not just any homeless man though. This homeless man was living in some sort of tunnel that goes straight to that door in the back of her closet. So every once in a while for whatever reason, this man would come through that door and watch my friend sleep in her closet.

5. You talked to who

My Gran was in the local town doing her shopping and running various errands. On her way home she met one of her neighbours out doing their gardening, she stopped, asked how they were, they had a chat and Gran came home.

When she got in my Grandad asked how town had been, if she met anyone on the way, Gran started talking about the neighbour, Grandad interrupted her “Mrs Black?? We were at her funeral two weeks ago”.

Apparently, Gran nearly passed out once she realised.